Every February I lose my mind and buy some seriously stupid stuff.
The weather is at its worst, and although spring fashions are trickling into stores, who wants to stand in a dressing room under vicious lighting? Not me.
So I started buying summer shoes â€“ wildly inappropriate shoes that would, in my winter-damaged mind, magically transport me to a seaside cafÃ© in the south of France.
Which is how I ended up with white leather, silver trimmed Lanvin flats. Even as I was handing over my credit card, I knew I would never wear them once the snow melted, once my sanity returned. But it was February and they looked so cheery in their hinged blue box. I probably would have been just as happy with the box.
I have worn those shoes precisely twice. Katherine Flemming, associate beauty & fashion ed at Canadian Living Magazine, said nice things, but she is a lovely person incapable of uttering a harsh word, so that doesnâ€™t really count.
But I think those shoes cured me. Now I only buy sunglasses in February. Sunglasses donâ€™t require even taking off your coat, let alone showing pale, un-pedicured feet to the Holts Shoe Dept. (Here, a treat for winter-sad feet at least.) And even at their most expensive, sunglasses are not in the same league as shoes -- weird shoes for a life I do not lead, a personality I do not have.
This February, while Janine eyed a luxurious Globetrotter travel vanity case, I got my shopping YA-YAs out with one perfect Rodin Lip Balm ($28) from 6 by Gee Beauty. I'd like to say I'm cured, but February has another 10 days to go.
Am I all alone in this? Have you ever bought anything so patently foolish for way too much money in a fit of mid-winter stupidity?
Photo borrowed from FutureBirkinOwner.Blogspot.com.